Qin Luoyin's frantic expression made Chen Feng burst into laughter.
Long Qi was wearing a cold face and ignoring Qin Luoyin.
Qin Luoyin was quite depressed and pinched Chen Feng hard.
"Why did you pinch me?"
Chen Feng was exasperated.
"All your fault, causing troubles wherever you go."
Qin Luoyin protested affectionately.
"But it's actually..."
"I said it was your fault, so it's your fault."
"Okay, okay, it's my fault." Chen Feng had no choice but to admit.
"Well, that's more like it."
Qin Luoyin smiled sweetly.
A moment later, the three of them rode in the same car to the auction venue.
In the car, Qin Luoyin became a bit serious, saying, "The current price of that plot has been driven up to 800 million, and Master Su is determined to get it. It could be a little challenging for us to take it."
"No problem, leave it to me." Chen Feng said with a smile.
Money?
For Chen Feng, it was just a symbol.
Soon, the car stopped at the Cloud Wind Hotel.
